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randomlingThe problem with Last.fm is that if I put in N Sync or Backstreet I get all kinds of unrelated boyband crap. And apparently, either the slash completely fucks with my musical taste, or N Sync and Backstreet are genuinely far better than any other boybands ever.
Time to give up and put the Foo Fighters in, instead.
In other news, the world is making me sad, and so is the media.
I'm going to miss Donna like crazy. And I spent years disagreeing with the people who called Rose "RTD's Mary Sue" until I saw the ending he gave her, with a fake!Doctor all her own (being half-human, though, will he die as Donna would have? Or will he be okay as he was built on the Doctor template or... hey, it makes no sense). I think Donna got a crappy ending and would have felt much better about the whole thing if she'd actually died, because wiping her memory just felt incredibly bleak to me, and another example of the Doctor's (and the writers') reluctance to let someone die even when it's appropriate and can't be avoided. It's just the same as the library episode, where to ease the pain of River dying, he trapped her mind in a computer with the minds of all her friends - cold comfort indeed, and again, I would have preferred to have been left with character death rather than the cop-out we were left with. It's funny, but even with the last season ender, I wasn't this frustrated and just plain annoyed. Sigh.
The other thing that's making me sad is the book I'm reading, The Devil In Amber by Mark Gatiss. It's a sequel to his previous novel The Vesuvius Club and is doing a nice and interesting thing - revisiting the main character (Lucifer Box, a turn-of-the-century secret agent) some fifteen or twenty years after the first book, when he's middle-aged and being supplanted, rather than the dashing young thing he was in the first novel. The thing that makes me sad is this: in the first book, my favourite character was Charlie, a young guy who Lucifer meets and gets it on with during the course of the adventure. Charlie's sweet and awesome and very fiercely loyal right from the first and at the end of the book he's clearly hired as Lucifer's assistant. I spent the first few chapters of the second book wondering where Charlie was and if he would be referred to or turn up - and then there's a tiny, poignant mention that Charlie was killed in the First World War after almost ten years together, and I was so upset I had to stop reading. Over-invested, much
I'm supposed to be writing for tonight. I need to summon up a bunny that will make a particular person happy in the next hour or so.
Sigh.
Time to give up and put the Foo Fighters in, instead.
In other news, the world is making me sad, and so is the media.
I'm going to miss Donna like crazy. And I spent years disagreeing with the people who called Rose "RTD's Mary Sue" until I saw the ending he gave her, with a fake!Doctor all her own (being half-human, though, will he die as Donna would have? Or will he be okay as he was built on the Doctor template or... hey, it makes no sense). I think Donna got a crappy ending and would have felt much better about the whole thing if she'd actually died, because wiping her memory just felt incredibly bleak to me, and another example of the Doctor's (and the writers') reluctance to let someone die even when it's appropriate and can't be avoided. It's just the same as the library episode, where to ease the pain of River dying, he trapped her mind in a computer with the minds of all her friends - cold comfort indeed, and again, I would have preferred to have been left with character death rather than the cop-out we were left with. It's funny, but even with the last season ender, I wasn't this frustrated and just plain annoyed. Sigh.
The other thing that's making me sad is the book I'm reading, The Devil In Amber by Mark Gatiss. It's a sequel to his previous novel The Vesuvius Club and is doing a nice and interesting thing - revisiting the main character (Lucifer Box, a turn-of-the-century secret agent) some fifteen or twenty years after the first book, when he's middle-aged and being supplanted, rather than the dashing young thing he was in the first novel. The thing that makes me sad is this: in the first book, my favourite character was Charlie, a young guy who Lucifer meets and gets it on with during the course of the adventure. Charlie's sweet and awesome and very fiercely loyal right from the first and at the end of the book he's clearly hired as Lucifer's assistant. I spent the first few chapters of the second book wondering where Charlie was and if he would be referred to or turn up - and then there's a tiny, poignant mention that Charlie was killed in the First World War after almost ten years together, and I was so upset I had to stop reading. Over-invested, much
I'm supposed to be writing for tonight. I need to summon up a bunny that will make a particular person happy in the next hour or so.
Sigh.
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Date: 2008-07-05 11:15 pm (UTC)